It was the same appearance and figure, but Shen Yanxiao felt that everything was so different from the past.
Before she could say a word, tears fell from her eyes.
Shen Yanxiao did not know how long she had waited. She thought she could face it calmly, but she did not expect that the excitement in her heart had exceeded her expectations.
Her mind was blank. Shen Yanxiao did not even have the ability to think.
The light faded bit by bit, and Xiu stood in front of Shen Yanxiao. It was true that his appearance had not changed in the slightest, and his cold temperament had not been reversed in the slightest. His long black hair was casually tied behind him with a headband, and unlike the white clothes he wore when he was in his soul state, he was still wearing the golden armor from the war between gods and devils at this moment. He was as handsome as a god.
Xiu slowly stretched out his arms and looked at Shen Yanxiao.
